Years ago, when our daughter was born in Germany, my mom, who lived in Vancouver, Washington, bought flowers, made a special meal, and took a picture to show me how she and my dad were celebrating Claire's birth.
It meant so much to me that I've held on to that idea and thought, "If I'm ever not at the birth of one of my grandkids, I'll do the same."
And so I did last night!
Given that orange was the only color other than pink at the store, that's the flowers I bought to celebrate our newest grandson, Asher David, who was born just two days ago, on June 12th in Chattanooga, Tennessee.
The morning after his birth, I read in Genesis the blessing that Jacob gave over his twelve sons, with Asher being one of them.
"Asher's food shall be rich, and he shall yield royal delicacies." Genesis 49:20
So to honor that blessing over the namesake of our new grandson, we had a wonderful meal together, talked about our precious new little Asher, whose name in Hebrew means, "happy, blessed", and prayed that his life would indeed be that!
Can't wait to meet him, and see his mama, daddy and brother in two weeks!